But I'm Just a Customer Service Rep

Wen Shiji, one of the founders of a conversational AI development project, has to hold the whole mess together after his technical partner mysteriously disappears.

For example, he has to act as the emergency customer service rep behind the AI, answering the more difficult questions on its behalf.

[User A: O supreme god, please issue a divine decree so that my people and I may survive this calamity.]

Wen Shiji: Got it. You want me to play a god and chat with you, right? Sure, let's do it!

After hearing the user's description of the calamity, Wen Shiji gathered information, fabricated a plausible-sounding explanation, and sent it off.

[User B: Please, my sister's contamination level has exceeded S+. She can't hold on any longer... Please...]

Using the symptoms the user provided as a reference, Wen Shiji sent, expressionless, "Thirteen Things You Must Know About Contamination Prevention for Infectious Diseases."

He made it up himself. No guarantees.

[User C: The required information has been uploaded. Please draw up a battle plan for our forces in the M Sector of the Star Sea.]

Wen Shiji opened a space-war simulation and entered the parameters, cursing as he went: "You users need to give it a rest. No wonder Old Qi ran off and disappeared. What is this, a cosplay session?"

[User N: Can the System assigned in the Infinite Survival Game have a personality setting?]

Wen Shiji typed through gritted teeth: "Yep, that's right~"

[User N: Then your name is Wen Shiji, and you're a money-grubbing idiot. I'm your partner, and I'm your dad.]

Wen Shiji: ...

Qi Shu, you damn bastard, you weren't even missing!!!

Just as he was about to type an eight-hundred-word essay explaining who was whose dad, another message appeared in the chat box.

[User N: Or your future boyfriend. Yeah, you're secretly in love with me, and I've decided to accept this ill-fated relationship.]

Wen Shiji: ?

*

Similar miracles appeared in world after world.

In a dead zone rife with the Four Great Calamities, only the Tower of God towered into the clouds.

The climbers said, "When heaven and earth collapse, only God's guidance will accompany us."

Unknown contamination raged as the apocalypse descended upon Earth. Survivors faced desolation and outbreaks of contamination every day.

A superpowered individual found the only light in the sea of consciousness.

He cried out, "We haven't reached a dead end! The wise man who hides in plain sight will heal our future!"

In the vast universe, humanity and the insectoid race finally reached a desperate, decisive battle. The terminal known as the Ark, developed through the combined efforts of a million scientists, finally came online.

"Its predictions... are terrifyingly precise."

After his initial shock, the general gave the order: "Carry out the Ark's instructions and take back our Blue Star!"

And...

Qi Shu, trapped in the Infinite Survival Game, received a reply from the System.

[Qi Shu, you son of a bitch! You dumped this mess on me without a word, and you still dare to call yourself my dad? I must have killed and robbed in my previous life to end up partnering with you in this one!]

[And you're the one who's secretly in love with me!!!]

The hand holding the knife trembled. Qi Shu glanced at the boss, whose neck he'd nicked, then smiled kindly.

"Sorry, I'm not interested anymore."

"My future boyfriend seems to be throwing a tantrum. I need to hurry home and comfort him. This is a major life decision, so I hope you'll understand."

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